Two day ago, I posted my ski trek and was about to delete the digital "outtakes." I thought, "There may be some interest in the images that were not included." So, here is a bit of trivia: We have driven this 1975 Honda since 1977. For winter mountain travel, I outfitted it with four, studded snow-tires and it climbs the icy hills like a bobcat. The ski rack, bought in 1960, is used most every year. 
Since I decided to ski south, upon leaving the Gold Lake Sno-Park, I entered a logging road that is closed for the winter. It is the main access to a plethora of trails and a couple of shelters along the spine of the Cascade Mountains.
Shortly after skiing along the logging road, I passed a "snow-stake," which measures the depth of the snow. Hydrologists, the people who predict water levels, are interested in how much snow has fallen. They use this information, especially the "Snow-Water Equivalent," to predict how much water is going into the water table and eventually into the lakes and rivers.
If you do not ski cross-country, you might ask,"How does one find their way through a forest of new-fallen snow that has obliterated all tracks AND the trail?" Every few yards is a trail marker in a tree; it is attached high off the ground to prevent being buried during a deep snowfall.
The Bechtel Shelter is a welcomed haven from unexpected storms for snow travelers, whether they be on skis or snowshoes.
Thanks to the hard work of volunteers, an ample supply of firewood is stacked during the summer. An axe is provided to split kindling to aid in starting a fire in the wood stove for heating and cooking. The rising, warm air provides toasty comfort while sleeping in the "upstairs" loft!